The right side of my face kissed a flying ball today
Just, uh... To even things out.
But ball games really are fun
I guess I just never really got to enjoy the quirks of classmates.
The inevitable happened:
The sole of my shoe spilt cleanly in half after having that huge gash for months
Hobbled around, defending and throwing balls till half the shoe came up and my toes touched ground. I then proceeded to pluck it off with swag, and play with one shoe and a sock.
(It can still be worn, tho. Just tie it with the shoe laces and voila! All perfect and purdy.)
^ {Ain't nobody got time for shopping!}
Ripped off a small piece of cloth material that dangled out from the bottom,
And offered it to everyone I saw before I too got grossed out by it,
Saying, "Hey. Want a piece of my soul?"
Geddit?
You have to get it!
Heheheh
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